, Ximen Yu did not take advantage of Tang Ji, and Tang Ji meditated to restore his true qi. The youth of the five countries are waiting, and if you talk about the most human weapons, the sword is the most.

Unlike guns and knives, the sword was the weapon of the first emperor of the human race. It has become a ritual that spreads throughout the human race, and all the children of the family know a few tricks.

Like the sword of ordinary warriors, it is vulgar and elegant. It is the most common weapon of the human race, so there are many people who can distinguish good and bad swordsmanship.

Zhou An asked about the two different aromas around him, and the round sun in the east was already dazzling.

The physique of the four-rank martial artist is enough to keep people refreshed for three days. Zhou An felt that the martial arts conference was three to four days.

Ximenyu stroked the scabbard and pulled out the long sword. Fingers flicked the scabbard, and the scabbard shot like an arrow into the pavilion where Zhou An was sitting. Zhou An saw it, so the scabbard was caught.

The moment I started, I was a little choppy, thinking that there was too much wind and sand in Xirong. The wind and sand on the body are itchy and affect the vision, which means that the sun shines on the water in the early morning.

With the view affected, the situation is not in favor of Tangji. He deliberately threw the scabbard over in order to defeat Tang Ji with one move. Don't give us a chance to join forces, Zhou An chuckled.

Turning his head to look at the battle situation, Ximenyu's plan fell through. His yellow sand sword was blocked by Tang Ji's wooden sword grid, and Tang Ji's eyes narrowed slightly.

Looking at the long sword on the wooden sword, Tang Ji's expression became solemn. The person in front of him even took the light into account, and the power of the first sword was great.

If it weren't for walking under the scorching sun and dodging cold arrows that appear at any time. I'm afraid he will lose in one move, are the young people in the nobility so careful.

Tang Ji's face was strange, and he suddenly spat at Ximen Yu. The latter dodged as if facing a great enemy.

This time, the sword move with more strength is broken, and this sword move is from Zhou An. Because Tang Ji didn't know the importance of being clean in front of everyone's eyes to the children of the family.

After Ximenyu dodged, he stretched out his thumb with his left hand and turned it down. Tang Ji didn't care about the gesture to be passed on to Zhou An, he squinted and observed.

Mountain beasts and hunters are always opponents and often don't have many opportunities to make a move. Once he shot, he was always either killed or injured, and Tang Ji did not learn from Ximen Yu to use his sword to reflect the light and affect the enemy's vision.

The first is that he hadn't thought about it before, and the second is that the wooden sword can't reflect light. The two just exchanged moves, and the eyes around were attracted.

Ximen Yu used the sunrise sword to get out, and Tang Ji spit out the stolen goods and retreated from the enemy. What they saw was clear, and it could be called a duel between Yangchun Baixue and the Lower Riba people.

The young people present are all leaders of the younger generation, and it is just a sword response. Just know that both sides of the duel have their own style.

Whether it's using the environment when playing a sword, or using psychology when breaking a move. It seems small, but it is a very witty response.

Ximenyu drew his sword again, because the sound of a bird chirping appeared. Tang Ji's body stepped back, and Zhou An's face changed slightly.

Don Ji didn't know why he stepped back, and the next breath he knew. Where he was standing just now, a sword aura appeared and fused with a ray of sunlight.

There was no sound before the diagonal insertion into the water, and Tang Ji understood. Looking at Ximen Yu, who had melted into the light and shadow again, Tang Ji became more serious.

Zhou An wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, and didn't even realize that the handkerchief he used was a dream. was pulled by Zhou An's handkerchief, and Qingmeng was slightly stunned.

Tang Ji explained in his heart that he had just heard or seen the sword. Is it really a person on the other side, it's terrible.

She pointed to the birds in the trees, and the rising sun in the sky. Zhou An swallowed a mouthful of spit and looked at Ximen Yu with a solemn face.

Of course, there is a sound when the sword is drawn, but as long as you practice it regularly, you can still practice it to be quieter than the birdsong. So Tang Ji didn't hear it just now, the height of the sun is changing, and the sword with the help of the reflection must also move at any time. Therefore, if the amplitude of the sword is small enough, people will subconsciously think that they have not seen it when they see it.

This Ximen Yu is just one day, and he takes the surrounding environment for his own use. Each sword is using the power of heaven and earth, and it is hard to imagine that if he were in Xirong, how many people here would be able to take his sword.

Tang Ji's face became more and more ugly as Zhou An's explanation followed. Tang Ji felt that Ximen Yu opposite. If one day the realm is high enough, maybe he will become the second 'Sword Saint' of the human race.

Zhou An took a sip of tea and naturally understood Tang Ji's thoughts. 'Becoming a Sword Master' is Tang Ji's dream, and rating Ximen Yu as a Sword Saint is Tang Ji's highest evaluation.

Being able to fuse the spirit and ability of Sword Heaven and Earth, Zhou An knew that he and Tang Ji were not as good as Ximen Yu.

Zhou An discovered the existence of kendo for the first time, which was different from the swordsmanship of strain, and also different from the sword intent that represented himself. Not even able to describe in words, he saw it.

Butterfly Dance and Qingmeng suddenly felt that something sharp appeared, relying on the demon blood of their other half. The two looked away from the battle, and saw Zhou An, who was laughing.

A very pure smile, like a child flying a kite for the first time. Zhou An seemed to feel the gaze of the two and glanced left and right. Then he laughed uncontrollably and stretched out his right hand. The index and middle fingers are brought together and slightly stabbed at the five spices.

Wuxiang, who was eating pastries, helplessly raised his hand knife and met Zhou An's sword finger. For a while, the swords collided, like a child's fighting method. There was no wave at all, Zhou An scratched his head.

Later, Zhou An continued to join forces with Tang Ji to fight against Ximenyu, because he was missing. Tang Ji has already won the nine swords in a row, relying on his profound basic skills. Avoid the vital points of the body, but it is obvious that you will lose within ten moves.

Qingmeng and Diewu saw Zhou An smiling at them, and both of them froze. A slight demonic aura flew out of everyone's head, and they were just about to escape. Two subtle sword qi suddenly shot out from Zhou An's body, and the sword qi just disappeared after cutting off the demon qi.

It has become a four-stage demonic energy, and the spirituality is incomparably fused together. A goat-like demon beast phantom appeared, only the size of a fingernail.

Wuxiang stretched out her hands and snapped. The phantom of the demon beast was photographed back into demonic energy, and Wuxiang opened his mouth and inhaled. The demon qi was inhaled into his abdomen, and he burped again.

Qingmeng and Butterfly Dance, who were stunned, were awakened by the sound of burps and found that they were still looking at Zhou An. Their faces turned slightly red, and the two of them felt their bodies lightened.

After glancing at each other, they each staggered their gazes. Looking at the battle on the surface of the lake, after two breaths.

Qingmeng subconsciously glanced at Zhou An again, and Zhou An's body was shaking back and forth. Qingmeng and Butterfly Dance looked at each other again, and after a breath, their faces turned red and they staggered their gazes.

Since Zhou An understands kendo, Tang Ji also understands. After a sword, Ximen Yu was also injured.

Blood flowed down the blade of the sword and fell into the lake. Ximenyu stepped on a piece of ice, looking very excited. I was happy to be beaten, this was the first person in the martial arts conference.

Don Ji touched the fingers of his left hand and tapped it on his body. Barely stopping the blood flowing, his sackcloth was already in tatters. Nine blood marks were all over his body, and his brows were slightly furrowed.

Alas, how to explain this injury to Cuicui. By the way, it was said that the kid was beaten. I went to see righteousness and bravery, and my brother still had to help him if he was in trouble.

"Next, I'm going to get serious. You should be careful, and I will take it as a thank you gift for helping me comprehend the way of the sword. Ximen Yu bowed and bowed

Tang Ji clenched his fists and took the initiative to attack Ximenyu.

In the Nanban camp, Ji Xingchen sneered: "Is this person stupid to practice swordsmanship!" Where did you come from, I have only heard of sword qi, swordsmanship, sword intent, and what kind of swordsmanship. It's really funny, do you say it's old ginger. ”

Looking at the laughing friends and the laughing Nanban youths, Jiang Gui reluctantly squeezed out a smile.